The year's first defeat has happened. I'm pretty sure it happened in February last year too. This particular defeat is worth explaining as opposed to mentioning and then moving on. Laird Barron is a really, really good writer. He's also kinda creepy, but then again he's branded as 'horror fiction.' I read a little more than half of The Imago Sequence, five of the nine short stories in the collection. Barron reminds me of the subscription to The Magazine of Science Fiction and Fantasy that I had a few years ago: solid writing and standout stories that are of no particular interest to me.
I'm a firm believer in reading the wrong book at the wrong time, it's happened to me before, most recently with Gabriel Garcia Marquez's The General in his Labyrinth. It's possible that I'm not mentally in a place that I need to be into enjoy a given book. With that in mind, The Imago Sequence is not going to used book store to be traded in, but neither am I in a hurry to further explore it at the present.
I'm not having a lot of fun reading lately. Breakable You, kinda started it, much as I loved BADASS it's not a book that encourages extended reading, The Windup Girl (as I've said before) may end up being the best thing I read this year--if I can get through it--and now Barron. I like challenging stuff, and I also like trying new to me stuff (like horror) and new to me authors (like Barron) but for whatever reasons, with the exception of BADASS, I haven't been picking up books that are very 'fun.' this year. Leave it to the lovely Terri Wenna to straighten me out. "